Warhammer Divine Throne

Put venison, wild vegetables, two spoons of flour, and seasonings such as pepper one after another in an iron pan, and a pot of venison soup full of fragrant meat flavor is out. , Ryan and the Sorceress sat opposite each other, enjoying the delicious venison soup, the Kingdom Knight took out a large spoon and a small bowl, filled a bowl and gave it to Teresa first: "Ladies first."

The sorcerer took it her part, and after taking a sip with a spoon, she nodded: "Your craftsmanship is indeed very good. You can act with you. At least I don't have to endure the disgusting and inferior food."

Ryan's movements stopped. He looked at Teresa's beautiful face in the moonlight, and then looked at her silver pupils through her black-framed glasses with purple butterfly patterns, and suddenly said with a smile: "Yes There are not many Knights in the kingdom of my craft, at least in Nord, there is no semicolon."

"...Would you like some bread?" Teresa took out an iron box. There were a few pieces of brown bread inside, which looked like the kind eaten by the mercenaries outside, but Ryan knew how could the female warlock eat ordinary brown bread?

The most popular and most basic thing on the mainland is also the lowest. The other food is black bread, but this is not the kind of black bread sold in stores that Ryan saw in Earth. This kind of black long strip of stuff It is made from part of wheat plus bran, germ, aleurone and a small amount of endosperm that are ground down during the milling process, and even part of wood chips and part of mud. The baking time is a little longer. These brown breads will be as hard as a stone, and you have to break your teeth in one bite. The correct way is to boil them in hot water and eat them in water. Of course, the most disgusting thing is that some brown breads There is a large proportion of mud and sawdust inside, and there are a lot of dirty things mixed in. And because the yeast is precious, most of the black bread is fermented with Saber-Toothed Tiger feces, this kind of wild beast that haunts the northern region all year round. A little feces is enough to make a big basket of brown bread.

There has been a story like this. The thief entered a farmer’s house, and the panicked housewife picked up the brown bread and hit her head, causing blood to flow all over the floor.

Ryan doesn’t have much experience of eating black bread. What he eats most at home is the rye bread baked by the servants. This kind of bread does not include wood chips, mud, and feces in the process of making. Something like that, it's made by mixing rye flour and wheat flour. The servant will add a spoonful of sugar, a few spoonfuls of butter and a little dregs in it. It still tastes very good.

But compared to the kind of brown bread Teresa was holding, it was scum.

The black bread in Teresa’s hands is made of sugar cane honey imported from Brittania, which is said to be the sweetest on the continent, and from Luxemburg, near the capital of the empire, Brunswick. Galan black bread made from high-quality wheat flour imported from the plains. The pieces of black bread in Teresa's hand are worth more than 50 Silver Coins. This kind of bread is soft and delicious. Simply don’t need anything else to match it. Eat directly.

"If it weren't for a battle in the afternoon, I would almost think we had a picnic in the suburbs, my Eldest Miss." Ryan said helplessly, and ate the deer steak in the bowl with a fork. Meat, spit the bone aside.

"I put it here, you want to eat and take it yourself." The sorcerer is a bit sorry now: "This is the first time I have come out alone. I am afraid that I can't get used to the food outside, so I Bring a little."

"Come on. In the wild, you can eat freshly made food. If you don't think about eating dry food." Ryan waved his hand and refused, and he baked it on the side. The deer leg was removed from the shelf: "Would you like some roast venison?"

"Okay." The Sorceress did not refuse, she was confident in Ryan's cooking skills.

Sure enough, the entrance of venison did not have the fishy smell as imagined. The delicious and creamy venison taste came from the tip of the tongue. The crispy outside and tender inside made the female warlock squint her eyes with satisfaction:" Not bad."

"It's delicious." Ryan nodded. After Teresa ate some more food to indicate that he was full, he directly took care of the rest.

"Time is running out. I am no different from an ordinary person. Let's call a meeting with everyone." Teresa took the initiative to open the mouth and said: "We have lost too much time."

"Oh? Don't you hate staying with a bloody stinky man the most?" Ryan could not help but deliberately said when seeing the female warlock who has always been a cleanliness inviting her.

"Don't think I can't see it. You have a strange energy surrounding you, so there will be no peculiar smell... As for others, just sit farther." Teresa picked I lifted the curtain and went in to change my clothes.

What she didn't say is that the light blue energy lingering around Ryan is very clear and pure, making her feel very comfortable, so she is also willing to communicate with him more.

"The current weather does not allow it, otherwise I will find a way to get you some hot water to bathe. After all, you can't just jump into the ice river to take a bath like I did." Ryan nodded, "I'll call you up first. Everyone."

"en." The curtain of the tent was lowered.

Ryan went to the place where everyone was camping first, and gathered all the members of the mercenary group for a meeting. The head of the mercenary group Boris was seriously injured. When he was not strong enough, he forced a few tricks with the leader of the wild beast. The meridians of both hands were all damaged, and there were several fatal wounds on the body.

Boris’s name, Ryan, has heard that this elite Berserker started his career with an axe, and later went north and south as a mercenary, and became known as his “blood axe”.

If the ordinary fighters are only slightly stronger than the ordinary person and know more about battle skills, then the elite fighters have begun to get further strengthening in addition to the increasingly sophisticated battle skills, especially It's a Berserker like Boris.

Berserker is an advanced class of fighters. This class gives up most of the defensive power and infuses all the innate talents on attack power. At the elite level of Boris, his arms can be raised. Lifting hundreds of kilograms of heavy objects, if you go on the battlefield, it will not be a problem for one person to deal with a dozen fully armed ordinary soldiers.

It can only be said that the racial advantage of wild beasts is too obvious. Take the previous wild beast leader as an example. The strength of the wild beast leader is probably at the peak of the elite level, but it can behave in battle. It is completely pressing Boris to hit, showing a state of crushing on the strength of the wrist.

Everyone in the mercenary group had just finished dinner, and they were all in a relaxed state. Ryan could see that everyone was very tired. At the end of the battle, everyone asked What to do, Ryan knows well that his entire group, who has been delayed by the wild beast tribe, has lost Belt, so he just said that for the time being, find a place to take a good rest.

After hearing Ryan’s call, everyone cheered up a little. Everyone sat down around the fire. Even though Boris was seriously injured, he still supported his body to listen. The deputy commander Wilt brought Sitting down with Banda, seeing Ryan's look a little puzzled, the deputy head added: "He is my discipline, learn a little knowledge."

Ryan didn't say anything when he saw it.

At this time, a scent of lavender fragrant wind passed by, Teresa appeared in front of everyone, she replaced the black combat suit, a sea-blue color mink The big leather jacket wrapped her proud figure exquisitely, with a long hem hanging almost below the woman's calf, and a pearl necklace hanging from her chest. The silver high-heeled boots highlighted her slender body. Line, a conservative estimate is also more than one meter seven.

Those women in the Garland Council love luxurious life and enjoyment, and Ryan has a deep understanding of this.

"Theresa is here too, then let's start!" The sorcerer sat down beside the kingdom Knight, gave him a wink, and signaled to start, so Ryan said: "First of all, no one Good news, we lost Belt. Before we met the wild beast, we were about three to four hours away from him, but after fighting against the wild beast, we are now at a distance from him. At least stretched to a day."

"Secondly, Teresa's mana is exhausted, and it will take a few days to recover, and we can't pin our hopes on magic." Ryan continued, everyone Putting her gaze on the female warlock, the female warlock nodded silently.

"What do you think about the current situation? Or what can you tell me?" The flames of the fire illuminate the faces of several people. Boris is injured in his body, and he is silent. Te seems to be thinking about something, everyone can only see the bright moonlight and hear the crackle inside the fire.

Everyone sits cross-legged, only the sorcerer is a special case. Ryan has set up a maza for her, because Teresa definitely can’t tolerate dust on her clothes, but this is Banda felt different in his eyes. He felt that the Kingdom Knight was deliberately pleasing Ms. Trovik. When everyone did not speak, Banda thought that it was time for him to act. He had already conceived a good plan before. After listening to this plan, Ms. Trovik will definitely look at me with admiration!

"I have a plan, Ms. Trovik!" Banda suddenly said, ignoring Wilt’s stopping gaze, and continued directly: "That’s it, I think we should take advantage of it. !"

"Winning and pursuing?" Ryan was interested, he reached out his hand to stop Wilt's expression of wanting to say and so on, and motioned for Banda to continue.

Banda felt that Teresa’s gaze was also on her body, and talked more eloquently: "There is a clue, an important clue that you have overlooked, that is, the Ten Thousand Demon Rock. Didn’t Ms. Trovik say it at that time? She felt the power of the Magic Rock, so the fallen hunter must be located near the Magic Rock. The tribe of wild beasts has been defeated by Ms. Trovik, I I heard from the head of the group that once the leader of the wild beast dies, the tribe of the wild beast will fall into a long period of internal fighting and civil strife. Then we will go to the Ten Thousand Demon Rock to investigate tomorrow and we will definitely gain something."

"..." Ryan let out a sigh, his eyes floated for a long time, Boris coughed abruptly, Wilt bowed his head and remained silent. As for Trey, Banda cares most. Sha looked at him with an idiot's eyes.

In the end, Ryan took the initiative to speak: "Mr. Banda, if I now lead a complete Knight regiment, then I will consider doing this, but we only have twenty-thirty individuals, and we have suffered heavy casualties. , Each with injuries."

"You may not know what the magical rock is, I will tell you it."

"The magical rock is a Totem rock, and Known as the chaos core, they are the sacred Totems of wild beasts. They are usually hidden in the darkest and most inaccessible deep forests, caves Secret Realm or steep mountain tops. Anyone who dares to break into the surrounding area of ​​the Ten Thousand Demon Rocks, All wild beasts within a hundred miles will be ruthlessly angry."

"There are usually powerful doomsday bulls guarding the Ten Thousand Demon Rocks. Even me, facing the doomsday bulls are also at a disadvantage. , Let alone our twenty-thirty mercenaries. Going there is totally to die."

Although young mercenaries don’t like Ryan very much, he cherishes his mercenary group very much. Over the years, he has grown up in a mercenary group, so after listening to Ryan's judgment, he just mumbled: "It's not always certain who will die." He stopped talking.

"Yes, Mr. Ryan, during the past few days tracking, we found that Belt’s actions have the following pattern. His hiding route is erratic, and he has set up numerous obstacles to try to hide. The pursuit of Ms. Trovik, but his overall route is regular, that is, the overall movement is to the west." Wilt took out a map, and he first placed a huge castle in the middle of the map. One point on the pattern: "Seven days ago, Belt escaped from the winter city of the king's capital and chose to go west."

Then the deputy head of the mercenary swiped his finger to the left and pointed to a town. Sign: "Five days ago, our blood axe mercenary group and Lady Trovik witnessed Belt in the town of Lutop, but Belt immediately disappeared in the snowy field. Although we tried to catch up, it was in Grantham. I lost Belt’s footprint near the trail."

"Next, it’s the Mein Forest." Wilt then placed his hand on a large forest pattern. The Mein Forest is so large that it almost occupies One-eighth the size of the Nord Kingdom, everyone was attacked by wild beasts here.

"So Belt has always been going west. This is the rule we have summed up." Wilt said, "I wonder what Mr. Ryan thinks?"

"Belt will think To escape from Nord, this is for sure. Nord is hunting him everywhere, although he can hide in the deep mountains and forests for a lifetime. In this way, devour raw meat and fowl and wild beast can also be regarded as a kind of escape from hunting. Choose, but he wouldn't do that." Ryan's face was serious, he realized something.

"Why?" Banda couldn't help asking again.

"Evil God is not willing to have a useless believer, whether it is a blood god who likes blood and killing, or a deceitful master who likes tricks and deceit, advocating a sand calendar that pursues the depraved sensory stimulation Scholars, they will not want a useless believer. Only the Father of Decay and Illness will accept all believers.” After Ryan added an explanation, he continued: “So there are only three possibilities for Belt’s whereabouts.”